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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Oct 23, 2008 9:58:34 GMT -5
"I can't imagine how Howland will take the news. If he will be more happy to see his father again or angry at the crown for prolonging his father's suffering," Brandon shook his head.
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Post by The Flint on Oct 23, 2008 15:08:19 GMT -5
"I know not Master Brandon. But as far as I am concerned Howland is like blood. he can come to me for anything." Justin said firmly.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Oct 23, 2008 16:32:00 GMT -5
Brandon nodded, "That is good to know..." A ruckus is heard at the front gates and in came vale knights carrying the corpse of Roland in a litter. Brandon get a pained expression in his face, "R'hllor" he breathed out in sadness.
"Call for the Silent Sisters," he said to a servant who scurried away. At the same moment Balor came out with his things, looking at the commotion wide eyed. "What's happening?" he asked.
"It seems I must make my time in King's Landing short," Brandon said to Justin his throat almost clenched tight.
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Post by The Flint on Oct 23, 2008 19:43:18 GMT -5
"Seven protect. I spoke to the Queen about mayhaps freeing him, not days ago. It seems the gods are too spiteful to give our Clankiller back to us." From the tone in his voice it was clear he did not blame this act on the Gods.
"Brandon, I understand you'll need to return soon to the Vale. I urge you be well, and write to me soon." With that the Lord of the Port nodded once, and than turned and departed at a fast pace.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Oct 25, 2008 6:44:58 GMT -5
Balor hugged his father good bye and followed Lord Hightower.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Oct 27, 2008 9:22:08 GMT -5
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Lord Howland Royce and his knights enters the Bronzehall.
Howland waits in his solar for the man he would be speaking to.
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Post by The Flint on Oct 27, 2008 9:28:05 GMT -5
Perhaps half an hour later, a black cloaked man flanked by two men in brigantine armor approaches the Bronzehall. He explains his purpose is to meet with Lord Howland, and he is shown up. The two bodguards wait outside, while the man enters, he bows.
"Lord Royce, my name is Flea of Shallowgrave, I am the bearer of Lord Varner's Confusion." He smiles widely, "fancy way of saying I keep the family ferrets." he coughed slightly, "and some other tasks. He asked me to come speak with you."
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Oct 27, 2008 9:34:23 GMT -5
Howland nodded, "Pleased to meet you, take a seat."
" I remember that name, you deal in the same matter of business as Brandon yes? What is it on my cousin's mind that is important enough to make the king wait? Not that I mind."
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Post by The Flint on Oct 27, 2008 9:44:52 GMT -5
"We are fearful of what the King might do milord. If he were to act rashly, and harm you in some way, the results would be more terrible than Lord Cyrus would care to contemplate. But I get paid to contemplate such things, and so I am. If his Grace were to act against your person, do not resist, as you than may be slain. Instead, accept arrest, and seek to be placed in the dungeons below the keep. It is easier to arrange an escape from the black cells than from a tower room. Try to keep the meeting as brief as they will allow. If you are not back in the Bronzehall within an hour and a half, we will presume the worst. If for some reason you are delayed beyond that, ask his grace that you be allowed to send a page back to the Bronzehall. Have him carry the message, 'I must reschedule our meeting for...' and than indicate a number of days, equal to the number of hours you wish us to wait."
The older man finished that long spiel in a short time, enunciating each word with care, as does a master craftsman who wishes to make sure his apprentice does not misunderstand.
"I'll of course cooperate with Master Brandon in the details of any eventuality." He added.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Oct 27, 2008 16:50:51 GMT -5
"You have my thanks, Master Flea. I will make sure to bring some men, in case I happen to fall down some stairs," Howland said his mouth turning sour at the last part. "I will see you again whatever happens in the castle I wager, and do try to include Brandon in any rescue attempt I have the feeling he has been getting bored of late. It would be good for the old man to get his fire started again".
Howland then stood up and sighed, "I doubt the meeting will last long, I have a vigil to attend to after all".
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Oct 29, 2008 11:04:37 GMT -5
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Lord Dondarrion arrives at Bronzehall requesting audience with Lord Royce.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Oct 29, 2008 13:08:30 GMT -5
Lord Dondarrion is shown into Howland's solar. "Good day Lord Hand," Howland said.
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Oct 29, 2008 15:05:09 GMT -5
"Lord Royce, my condolences on your father's passing. He was a wonderful man, and the realm grieves his passing."
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Oct 29, 2008 16:30:45 GMT -5
"Thank you Lord Dondarrion I suppose you mean that the King does not equal the realm then since he most certainly is not grieving," Howland said. "Would you like some refreshments?"
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Oct 29, 2008 16:32:42 GMT -5
"Normally I might sip on some wine, or enjoy a fine cheese, but tonight is not a night for reclining." He withdrew a piece of parchment paper from a pouch on his leather belt. "Here. Read this", he said, handing it to Lord Royce.
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Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5
Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5